It was 8 pm now.it took us a 15 minute walk to our room.the hotel resort was huge. and their were too many stuff to look on in the way.i saw atleast ... dozen women in bikinis who looked absoloutely sexyyy.some of them even were topless.when we entered,i quickly asked mom"baby,are u trying to get every guy in this hotel to fuck u" yup"she replied back quickly.and then asked"uve got a problem".."nope,i just want u too have fun,just dont leave me out"i said,"i wont"she replied and gave me. A blow job standing is always my preferred option I muse as I tease my rock hard erection with a fingertip. A huge part of a blow job is the visual turn on I remind myself as four people ogle my erection.Sarah is sitting on a chair almost opposite with one leg over Pam’s shoulder with a hand on her head as she soaks up the sexual pleasure of her tongue on her cunt lips.“Enjoy baby, your turn on is my turn on,” Sarah smiles as she watches Peter expertly lick the sides of my erection.“Are you. I left for college after high school and spent two years away from home. It was summer and I decided to forgo summer classes and let my brain heal from the past five terms. After driving for five hours I made it back to the house I grew up in. As I pull into the drive way there is a group of people on the porch waiting for me.I get out of my car and walk up to the porch hugging my mom and shaking my dad’s hand. I say hi to the neighbours trying to answer all the questions coming at me. Then. He had a dark tan, with sun bleached blonde shaggy hair. I think my mom would call it Farrah Fawcett hair. She was this actress back in the day. With each step his hair bounced. He was shirtless, showing off his smooth hairless body, his thin frame with ripped abs. He was bare foot wearing only a pair of thin white cotton board shorts. He wasn’t even wearing a belt. His shorts just clung to his hips.“Hey.” He spoke first, with an almost lazy air about him.“Hey.” What the hell was I doing? This.